You have been a prisoner of a little pond I am the ocean and its turbulent flood Come merge with me leave this world of ignorance
RumiTo live without you is to be robbed of love and what is life without it? To live without you is death to me, my love but some call it life.
RumiThe drum of the realization of the promise is beating, we are sweeping the road to the sky. Your joy is here today, what remains for tomorrow?
Rumi